"Don't call me Clara." The woman hissed. "My name is Aya…" She said looking like a snake. "And you're all About to die."
"Clara what are you doing?" The man shouted as she pulled out a revolver.
"Doing what my brother failed to do Eric." Aya replied, still looking extremely reptilian. "As soon as we get far enough out of the city I'll pull this trigger…" She gave a face that clearly said she was still trying to decide something. "Now… Should I make it quick, and painless?" She asked holding the gun to Abby's head. "Or slow…and painful?" She said putting the gun to Abby's slightly swollen abdomen.
"Mcgee!" Gibbs said as Mcgee ran through the doors to Bethesda.
"Where's Abby?" He asked with concern.
"I don't know, they're not here yet." Gibbs replied.
"No…How did you get here before her… Something's wrong…" Tim said pulling out his phone, and rapidly dialing in Abby's number. After a moment he spoke again. "No Answer…" He raced to the nearest nurses' station and flashed his badge. "I need to use that computer." He said and the nurse stepped aside.
"What are you doing?" Gibbs asked rounding around beside him.
"Tracing Abby's phone…" He said as he typed furiously. "Gibbs keys!" He demanded as the result came up.
Gibbs handed him his keys. "Where are they?" Gibbs asked as he ran behind him.
"Stay here!" Tim instructed as he raced to the NCIS vehicle Gibbs had driven there.
"We're nearly there." Aya said, smiling at her hostages. Eric, was now efficiently tied up with ACE bandages, and Ducky had been attached to the seat he was in using duct tape. Abby lay, still trapped on the gurney. "So have you made your decision?" She asked with a sneer. "You or baby Timmy first?"
"You'll never get away with this…" Abby said through gritted teeth.
"Oh and who's going to stop me?" Aya asked. "Tim is mine, and once you're gone, I'll have him all to myself."
"You think he would be with you after you killed his wife and child?" Abby asked in disbelief.
"Oh… Once I put a bullet through my own leg, to make it appear I was a victim too… Timmy will be mine, he'll take pity on me." She replied.
"Aya… can you do something for me?" Abby asked, obviously ready to kill Aya.
"Anything to make my victims more comfortable." She replied with a tone of mock sympathy.
"Could you take off my shoes… my ankles are swelling…" Abby requested.
"Anything for you." Aya replied with a sneer.
Once Aya was halfway done untying one of Abby's boots, Abby, with all the force she could muster, kicked. Aya flew into the back door, hitting the latch Abby had hoped she would.
"You freak!" Aya shouted, standing back up. "I have half a mind to shoot you now!" She said picking up the revolver.
"Aya no!" said the driver sternly.
"But daddy!" Aya replied in an extremely whiny tone.
"Aya, you'll ruin the plan." He said just as sternly.
"Fine!" Aya said setting the revolver down.
Ducky who had been keeping extremely quiet, finally spoke up. "Aya, I think this has gone on long enough. Abigail needs to get to a hospital."
"Shut Up!" Aya screamed.
"And to think I'm the pregnant one…" Abby muttered under her breath.
"You say something?" Aya asked angrily.
"Nope." Abby replied.
"Clara…" Eric started from the floor.
"ITS AYA!" She screamed back.
Before Eric could respond the ambulance came to a screeching halt. "Aya get out, bring them with you." The driver said angrily.
Abby felt herself being released from the straps of the gurney as Aya unbuckled them. "OUT!" She ordered. Eric, half jumped, half fell out the back, while Ducky pointed out he was sort of stuck. Aya pulled out a knife and freed Ducky who immediately got up and went over to Abby.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Aya screamed at him.
"I'm just helping her up." Ducky replied calmly, gently helping Abby to stand up. Abby visibly winced in pain. "It's going to be okay Abigail." Ducky whispered into her ear as he carefully helped her out of the ambulance.
"Come on." Aya said in an extremely irritated voice.
They headed toward an abandoned warehouse. "Ducky?" Abby whispered. "I'm going to have her shoot me in the head."Ducky nodded, but didn't reply. "Save the baby."
That was all it took for Ducky to need to respond. "Abby, Timothy would much rather have you…" He started, but stopped when Aya turned around to see what was taking so long.
"HURRY UP!" She demanded.
"Abigail can't move very quickly." Ducky pointed out. "If you'd like I could carry her."
"Leave her." Aya ordered, and she stomped after Eric, who had apparently made a wrong turn.
"Abby, no one's going to die." Ducky said with conviction.
Abby winced. "I hope you're right…" She gasped.
Ducky helped Abby make her way into the abandoned warehouse where they were greeted by three chairs, one of which Eric was already strapped into.
"Sit." Aya ordered. Ducky helped Abby sit down before sitting himself down next to her.
Aya strapped both of them into their respective chairs. "Now… Who to start with?" Aya said, sounding extremely like an evil villain from a cartoon.
Suddenly she turned and put two bullets into Eric's chest. "Who's next?" She said as if she wanted volunteers. "Oh I know…You." She said looking at Ducky with beady eyes.
Abby looked up, as if asking for some sign they would be okay. She was surprised by what she saw, a skylight… And was that… It was… Tim and Palmer! She couldn't tell exactly what they were doing, but she was praying they would hurry.
Just as Aya started to pull the trigger at Ducky's chest, Tim came crashing through the skylight, shooting directly at Aya.
"Augh!" Abby screamed, as the pain of glass cutting he seared through her body.
Palmer came down the rope next. "Doctor Mallard are you all right?" He asked rushing over to attempt to release the restraints.
Ducky shook his head. "Get Abby out first." Tim and Palmer both rushed to Abby.
"It's going to be okay…" Tim said as he kissed her forehead quickly. As soon as Abby was released Tim spoke again. "Here…" He said tossing Palmer Aya's revolver. "Protect them, I'm going to find Saar." He said as he raced out the warehouse door.
Tim raced toward the ambulance where he had seen Saar retreat to. "COME OUT AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN SAAR!" Tim called as he got closer.
Saar turned around the side of the ambulance. "Well well… If it isn't Agent Timothy Mcgee." Saar said, in an attempt to distract him.
Tim kept walking directly toward him, gun pointed to his head. "Not going to work Saar." He said harshly. "You went too far this time." He said, and he pulled the trigger.
"Abigail…Abigail…" Ducky was trying to wake Abby. "Mr. Palmer would you please release that poor man?" Ducky said pointing to Eric, who was moaning in his chair.
"Of course doctor." Palmer said heading to release the straps.
Just moments after releasing Eric, the ambulance pulled up, and Tim raced inside. One look at the scene and he started giving orders. "Palmer, stay here with the crime scene. Call Ziva and she'll get a team down here." Palmer nodded and pulled out his phone. "Ducky help me get Abby and him to the ambulance, we're going to Bethesda… Now!"
Ducky picked up Abby and Tim picked up Eric. They lifted both of them into the back of the ambulance, where Ducky stayed.
The drive to Bethesda was not a pleasant one. Ducky had been trying his best to stop Eric from bleeding, and the entire time Abby was unconscious.
Tim pulled up to the hospital emergency center, brakes squealing. Gibbs came rushing out, along with several doctors.
"What happened?" One of the doctors asked after pulling open the doors to the back of the ambulance.
"Well, what you need to know right now is this young man Eric, has two bullets in his chest. And Abigail has been experiencing severe pain for the last several hours." Ducky said hopping out.
Tim followed the doctors who took Abby into the hospital, Ducky stayed behind with Gibbs. "Saar?" Gibbs asked.
"I would assume dead." Ducky replied calmly.
"You don't know!" Gibbs roared.
"I'm sorry Jethro, but my main concern was directed to Abigail." Ducky replied, appearing insulted.
Gibbs, obviously irritated finally said, "Let's see how she is." He charged to the nurse's station. "Abigail Mcgee." He requested harshly.
"I'm sorry you can't go in yet." The nurse said, and turned away.
"Timmy…?" Abby said as her eyes fluttered open.
Tim let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness." He said as he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Does that mean she's awake?" The doctor asked with a smile. Tim nodded. "Hello Abigail, my name is Brad… Pitt actually."
Tim's face broke into a smile as he remembered him treating Tony. "You treated Anthony DiNozzo when he got the plague didn't you?"
"Anthony? Oh yes of course! You know him?" He asked.
"Yeah, he's on our team!" Tim said smile still wide, then he looked down at Abby who's face had contorted into one of pain. "But… is she okay?"
"Well nothing is severely wrong, but I don't know about the baby yet. Abigail how long have you been having these pains?" He asked.
"I don't know… A few hours?" She guessed.
"Okay…" he said making a mark on his sheet. "My guess is you being under a lot of stress is causing the baby to push back, which would cause pain…The first thing we need to do however, is fix your hand and shoulder." He said with a comforting smile.
"I'm going to go tell Gibbs…" Tim said quietly, giving her a quick kiss. "I'll come right back."
"Okay." Abby said quietly.
"How is she?" Gibbs asked as soon as he saw Tim.
"She, is fine. In a lot of pain, but fine." Tim assured.
"The baby?" Ducky asked.
"They don't know yet. They've decided that it's more important to patch up Abby before checking." Tim said. "She's going to be fine though." He assured them.
"Can we go in?" Gibbs asked.
"I'm going to say… no…" Tim said, thinking of the stress Abby was already under, and didn't want any more added on.
"Why?" Gibbs asked, sounding rather like a small boy.
"Abby's under a lot of stress, which is what they think is causing her pain…" Tim said quietly. "And I think more people would just add stress."
"Timothy is right. If they're trying to lower her stress level she shouldn't be seeing more than one or two people at a time." Ducky said wisely.
"I promised her I would be right back…So I'm going to go. I promise I'll tell you if we find out anything new." Tim said and he headed back to Abby's room.
"Ow!" Abby cried from her room.
"Abby are you alright?" Tim asked concerned as he ran through the doorway.
"Yeah…" She said quietly squinting. "Hand… had to move one of the bones, it got bumped out of place…" She explained.
Tim carefully sat down next to her, and rubbed her lower back. "You're amazing." He said with a small smile.
"I broke my own hand!" Abby said feeling rather irritable.
"Yeah… But because you were mad at me. This is all my fault Abby, none of this should have happened." Tim whispered.
"Tim, if you hadn't gone, we'd all probably be dead." Abby pointed out.
"Abby, I still never should have left…" Tim said looking humiliated.
"Timmy this isn't your fault! It isn't anyone's fault! It was an accident." Abby stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Abby, you're too good to me." He said kissing her cheek.
"Just…Don't leave again…" Abby said softly.
"Never." He promised, crossing his heart with his index finger. "What ever happens we're in this together." He whispered into her ear.
"Well Mr. and Mrs. Mcgee, I have good and bad news." Brad said as he walked in carrying a clipboard. "Which do you want first?"
"Good." They both replied.
"The good news is that both Abby and the baby are absolutely fine." Brad said with a smile, and Abby and Tim both sighed in relief. "The bad news is… There are about ten people waiting to see you."
Abby looked up and smiled. "I'm ready." She said quietly.
"How many can come in?" Tim asked, as he got up.
"As many as can fit." Brad said with a shrug. "If none of you are claustrophobic you could all probably come in."
"I'll be right back." He said and he headed for the waiting room.
As soon as he emerged from the hallway his vision was blocked by light brown hair attacking him. "Augh!" He cried as Sarah hugged him tightly.
"Tim you're alive!" Sarah cried as she hugged him. Then she pulled back. "How's Abby?"
"Abby's fine." Tim replied. "And ready for visitors." He said a bit louder. "Come on." He said as he directed the group to Abby's room.
It was an interesting sight eight people trying to cram into a hospital room at once, but eventually they got situated.
Tony and Ziva sat down on the couch under the window while Sarah and Palmer sat below them on the floor. Gibbs and Vance were conversing in the corner, probably something to do with the new scene to take care of. Ducky was talking to an extremely uncomfortable looking Jeremy about the fetal development at fourteen weeks. And Tim was sitting next to Abby, rubbing her hand that wasn't broken.
"Did you know that some women feel the baby kick as early as fourteen weeks?" Ducky asked Jeremy, who shook his head no.
Suddenly Abby gasped. "What?" Everyone asked stopping what they were doing to look at her.
A smile spread across her face. "The baby just kicked." She said as she looked into Tim's bright blue eyes that were now threatening for tears to spill.
Ducky gave a half surprised look and a half triumphant look to Jeremy. "See?"
Abby laughed. "I love you Tim." Abby said, her hand still on her stomach.
"I love you too Abigail Mcgee." He replied leaning in to kiss her.
"Eeeewwww…" Tony said sitting on the couch, which immediately gained him a smack on the back of the head.
"Don't like it DiNozzo? Maybe you should leave." Gibbs said.
"I just… I was… I'm…I should shut up now." Tony said wincing.
"Ya think DiNozzo?"
Author's Note: Awwww. Adorable ending, but extremely suspenseful chapter! Hope you enjoyed! REVIEW!